got on the train, Zhao Guoyang relied on his body to be quite strong, and squeezed in with his luggage, while Ma Jian followed him closely, for fear of being scattered.
Why did Zhao Guoyang carry it, instead of dragging his luggage There's really no way, the train in this era is crowded, and there is no place to stand, and if the luggage is not carried on the shoulder, it is guaranteed that you can't squeeze in.
When passing through the hard seat area, Zhao Guoyang suddenly found that a young woman in her early thirties was holding her son and urinating in the corner of the carriage.
What surprised him even more was that there was no one around to stop him, which felt like a very common thing.
If this was placed in the era before Zhao Guoyang's rebirth, it would be incredible.
But now that he has come, Zhao Guoyang can only let himself integrate into the current environment.
In fact, the sleeper in this era is not much different from the hard seat, it is also small and cramped, but there is an extra bunk bed.
After Zhao Guoyang settled his luggage, he and Ma Jian sued him and climbed directly to the top bunk to sleep and recuperate.
Ma Jian thought that Zhao Guoyang was sleepy, but in fact, he was quite uncomfortable by the terrible scene in front of him, and he couldn't say anything.
As the most common long-distance vehicle in the early 90s, the speed of the green train was one of its major drawbacks.
From Jinling to Yangcheng, all the way to stop and stop, it took two days and two nights, and the bumps on the road almost didn't break Zhao Guoyang's bones.
Secretly recalling that before he was reborn, when he went out in that era, the planes came and went, and when he arrived at the luxury car pick-up and drop-off, Zhao Guoyang could only sigh and was silent.
When he got off the train, it was another toss, but with his previous experience, this time Zhao Guoyang adapted a lot, and squeezed out a way for Ma Jian along the flow of people.
"Guoyang, my health is very good, Lao Hu, the chief of the supply and marketing section, was much worse than you when I was on a business trip for the first time, and I was so crowded that I almost couldn't find anyone."
Out of the train station, Ma Jian patted Zhao Guoyang's shoulder with a smile and said.
The old Hu that Ma Jian said is naturally Hu Dalong, the section chief of the sales department.
Because of the frame problem, Zhao Guoyang didn't have a good impression of this person, and he basically couldn't speak, but when he heard Ma Jian mention this name, he smiled reservedly and didn't express his opinion.
The two of them walked towards the outside of the train station with a smile and a smile, although Zhao Guoyang was already empty at this time, but when he thought that he would be able to reach his destination immediately, his steps couldn't help but be a little faster.
Out of the train station, a refreshing cool breeze blew on his body, allowing Zhao Guoyang to sweep away the previous haze.
"Haha, Yangcheng is okay here, even in winter, the minimum temperature is not lower than ten degrees."
Ma Jian smiled as he took off his thick coat.
Looking at the high-rise buildings in front of him and the endless flow of people on the street, Zhao Guoyang's face also showed a bit of amazement.
You must know that at the beginning of the nineties, the republic had not yet put forward such concepts as "national central cities", "megacities".
When it comes to big cities in China, there are only three names in everyone's mind: "Beijing", "Songjiang" and "Yangcheng".
Pengcheng, another megacity in Nanyue Province that arose in later generations, was far from being as good as these three cities at this time.
Among these three major cities, the capital is needless to say, which is the political center of the republic; Songjiang is the economic center of the Republic, and both cities are municipalities directly under the central government.
And Yangcheng, which can be compared with these two municipalities directly under the central government, naturally has its own uniqueness.
In his previous life, Zhao Guoyang didn't know much about Yangcheng.
He only knows that the National Games, the largest sports meeting in China, was only held in three cities in turn before the 2005 Jinling National Games, namely the three big cities of "Beijing, Shanghai and Yang".
In fact, as the forefront of reform and opening up, Yangcheng, the capital of Nanyue Province, has always been a very special city.
The open-minded and enterprising people, combined with its proximity to the international financial centre of Hong Kong, give it a unique development environment and natural advantages that other large cities do not have.
Historically, since the Qin Dynasty, Yangcheng has been the political, military, economic, cultural, scientific and educational center of South China.
Since the 30s of the 3rd century, it has become the main port of the Maritime Silk Road of China, the largest port in China during the Tang and Song dynasties, and the only foreign trade port in China in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
It can be said that Yangcheng is a very important city in the entire history of China.
It will not prosper as much as it does now.
Looking at the bustling crowd, Zhao Guoyang's mood gradually relaxed.
Yes, after I was reborn, this is the first time I have come to a metropolis like Yangcheng, and it is indeed much more prosperous than a regional-level big city like Jinling.
"Guoyang, I've never been to such a bustling city, let's go, let's get on the bus first, and when it's over, I'll take you around Yangcheng."
Ma Jian saw Zhao Guoyang there, thinking that he had never seen the world, and hurriedly reminded with a smile.
Zhao Guoyang hurriedly responded, dragging his luggage and keeping up with Director Ma's pace.
Yangcheng's bus system is more developed than Jinling's, with one for each line almost every ten minutes.
Ma Jian was familiar with the road and took Zhao Guoyang directly on Line 12.
After getting on the bus, Ma Jian took out a five-cent corner ticket and handed it to the female conductor sitting at the door.
"Two people, four cents, looking for you one cent."
While talking, the female conductor neatly picked out a dime ticket from her hand, and handed it to Ma Jian.
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In this era, there was no talk of automatic coin-filling, and every bus, in addition to a driver, had to be equipped with a conductor, and most of these conductors were women.
The conductor in front of him was wearing a denim suit, looking quite fashionable and capable, so Zhao Guoyang couldn't help but take a look at it, and secretly praised: Sure enough, it is not a big city, and it can keep up with the pace of fashion. may have seen that Zhao Guoyang was not a local, and after the car started, the conductor kindly reminded in half-baked Mandarin: "Comrade, hurry up and find a place to sit down, this car is shaking badly." ” "Ah, okay" Zhao Guoyang, who was a little distracted, nodded hurriedly in response.
Ma Jian noticed Zhao Guoyang's expression, and couldn't help but laugh.
He was a free and easy character, and he didn't go to pull Zhao Guoyang, so he found a seat and sat down.
Along the way, Zhao Guoyang looked at the undulating buildings outside the window and the endless crowds on the streets, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he was gradually integrating into the city
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